One More Shot at this Natural Crap...

I know it's been a while since I posted but taking a little mental break was definitely great for the psyche. While we talked about doing the SMEP it didn't quite work out as planned and honestly, I am completely OK with not sticking to it. I think both of us needed a break from not only the meds but the pressure of timed intercourse. I know that this whole process isn't easy on him either and it was great to see him more relaxed. We talked about it and decided that this month we're going to try this natural crap again and see what happens. We talked last night and are going to try to actually get our timing back on track but we're still not quite ready for all the medical intervention again. If this cycle doesn't work then we'll go back to doctor molestation and drug-induced mental breakdowns. The worst part is that I actually miss it. I forgot how stressful TTC is when you're trying to time it while not knowing what's growing inside of me. I guess I'm going to have to leave my pee cup hidden here at work for a couple more weeks. Did I mention how much I hate trying to figure out those damn OPK's? I know I could just go buy a digi but I still have a bunch of Wondfos left. I do, however, have a coupon for some digis and just may have to use it. There's nothing I love more than coupons :) 

To officially update, I'm on CD6 today. Love the months where the date coincides with your CD. Retarded, I know, but hell, whatever makes it easy.  I do have to send one big shout out to AF this month. I want to thank you for blessing me with the lightest flow ever. One & a half days. Yup, that's right ladies, not even 2 days! Spotted Friday, she came heavy all day Saturday and poof, be gone by Sunday afternoon.  Why can't they all be like that??? Guess I should enjoy these next couple of days because the OPK/BD madness will be here before I know it.

Besides TTC stuff, this past month has been pretty uneventful. Had a "we're expecting" party this past weekend. Definitely wasn't easy to watch the parents-to-be and all the people congratulating them (as if getting AF as a slap-in-the-face reminder of our failure once again wasn't enough). I sucked it up and managed to survive without shedding a tear (while I was there, at least). DH was a trooper and drove so I could drown my sorrows with my good ol' pal, Captain Morgan.  Really hoping the next one I will have to attend will be my own. If it's not, then you can best be sure my ass will not be going!

I promise to keep up this month and not leave y'all hanging in the dark.  Good luck to all of you and bottoms up, bitches :)